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• I held it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, i, Stanza 1...
• Wearing all that weight Of learning lightly like a flower.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, Conclusion, Stanza 10...
• O love! O fire! once he drew With one long kiss my whole soul through My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Fatima, Stanza 3...
• He seems so near, and yet so far. -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xcvii, Stanza 6
• The great world's altar-stairs, That slope through darkness up to God.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, lv, Stanza 4...
• There is one God, but which one is He?
• Hold thou the good; define it well; For fear divine Philosophy Should push beyond her mark, and be Procuress to the Lords of Hell.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, liii, Stanza 4...
• Ah, Christ, that it were possible For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Maud, Part ii, Sect. iv, Stanza 3...
• Some one had blunder'd: Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Charge of the Light Brigade, Stanza 2...